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And so came it out, chased the rain away and spread like a winner a rainbow over me, a wonder in the sky, a wonder in a child's soul who stared into the open blue, and for a little while it blew away its worries and fears. But the sun set quickly, took with it the tiny instant of a wonder, and the birds began their evening musical. And the now grown-up child started desperately looking for words, words to take the heaviness away, far away...it's tiny strength can't deal with the infinte thoughts any more, and so they break out as hungry beasts through the tips of the fingers. People are afraid of words, mostly of the spoken ones, they run away and build instead a self-destructive wall of silence around them. Silence is death, it has always been that way. But you see,words,they have become my only strength, when I realised the spoken ones colud frighten the ones I love. I'm just a toy, a toy in life's hands, maybe a rainbow in other's life. But my words...they are not really my toys, they are my allies, my support, my help and light. And time...who on God's earth should have the time to read them...it does no matter, I am just a finite human being with an indefinite soul, spread all over the world...and I write, write for its eternity.